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Sunday, April 28, 2013

Nonsense Verse

There is a nuthouse where they keep the nabob,the North Star, the water lily,and the brilliant negotiator.

Under the portico, there is a set of wind chimes;in the rectory, a set of keys blessed by St. Gertrude of Nivelles,and in that place, also, her chair, and comfort for suriphobics.

Patients are cured under a vague influence from the sea,siren voices thick inside the fog and haze,which lifts from the rocks and rises to the windows--a swan dive back into life.

The porter is pop-eyed from all he has seen,and the doctors here are beautiful women,educated at the opera house by Etruscans in their lovely extinct language.I can see the skepticism in your hard eyes;you go, even as we speak,for the basin and the restraints--but I'm telling you, it's true.We live here under each others' mutual protection,angels in repose, here just to vex you with our exquisite madness,placed though it is, and by design, just beyond your dull, practical, grasping finger tips.__________

Everything beautiful, exotic, unique, fragile, breathtaking, different--it is indeed too often relegated to the madhouse, or the minds of the mad, in this world, but taking this lovely poem literally is not the half--gorgeous images, and the language so sonorous and stately, yet leavened with colloquial directness, makes this far more than just a list of phobias and lunatics. Beautiful work, Shay--and I am so glad to have learned about Saint Gertrude--patron of travelers, gardeners, and protectress against madness and rats. My kind of girl.

I am put in mind of the old move King of Hearts, where a British WWI private seeks asylum in an asylum, whose inmates seem much more sane than the leaders of the Great Powers. The British private returns to the asylum at the movie's end, as he (and you, it seems) has figured out that some madness is preferable to others.

this is your word of the day poem, isn't it? suriphobics? what's that got to do with mice? sounds more like fear of Suri, Tom Cruise's supposed daughter, which is now a documented disorder acknowledged by all of the psychiatric community which NEVER happens ~ no three psychiatrists have ever agreed on anything.

i do believe that madness is exquisite... not saying that you or i have any issues with insanity, you understand... (ahem)

My new book !

Modesty spoken here.

kindred spirits

"I have been blessed with these two gorgeousWings and I refuse to load my heart with weights."

--Marina Tsvetaeva

“I'd rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of the wet.” ― Jack London, The Turtles of Tasman

"The only calibration that counts is how much heart people invest, how much they ignore their fears of being hurt or caught out or humiliated. And the only thing people regret is that they didn't live boldly enough, that they didn't invest enough heart, didn't love enough. Nothing else really counts at all." — Ted Hughes

Poetry made from...

...trinkets, mojo, and double mocha latte!

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The Word Garden consists of original poems written by me, Shay a.k.a. Fireblossom. Please stop a while and enjoy them. But don't pick the blooms that you find here, they must not be planted elsewhere without permission of the author.